I Will Admit It When I'm Wrong
I'm going to get a lot of you giving me a hard time but well...
My sister insisted that I should accompany her to watch Transformers 2 when I knew all my friends had been queuing forever and didn't get to watch. (No movie is worth breaking your back waiting in line like idiots.)
But my sister is savvy in technology and said that I needn't have worried - so I guess she succeeded in scoring tickets online or something. You could imagine my chagrin when I arrived at the theatre and saw that she had texted me, saying, "All booked. Let's just watch Zac Efron, alright?"
WHAAAT...?
I avoid Zac Efron, the Jonas Brothers and Twilight series like they are the plague. I didn't mind Zac, mainly because I wasn't much exposed to the crazy teens screaming his name but I did think he looked a bit alienish with that blue eyes and sharp facial features.
But to actually sit a couple of hours watching his movie and pay for it?
I remember reading a review of the movie somewhere though and thought the story was provocative enough to watch and fight about later with my best friend, heehee. And there was Matthew Perry to factor in as well.
First scene was Mr Efron playing basketball bare chested. Ew.
And then there was the one where he dressed like Kevin Federline. More ew.
And then he changed into James Dean and I started to struggle.
And then came the dancing scene and I was a goner. So he is hot. Arrrrrrghhhh. I thought I was passed all this younger guy thing. Damn.
OK. so there you go. I was wrong and Zac Efron is hot.